Throwback Thursday: Horse Mountain Heat
Since Saving Suki, book four in the Horse Mountain Shifters series is dropping April 1st, I decided to showcase book one for Throwback Thursday. Originally, I wrote the story as a one-off holiday romance when I was with EC for Books. Later, I felt as if the Banks Clan and the mountain community had more stories to tell so I continued writing about them. Please enjoy a snippet from the original Horse Mountain romance.
Title: Horse Mountain Heat
Series: Horse Mountain Shifters
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Western, Holiday, BBW/Curvy Girl Romance
Story Tagline: Can a Cowboy for Christmas Heal Scarlett’s Broken Heart?
Series Tagline: Even Alpha Males Can’t Fight Fate!
Curvy cutie Scarlett was expecting an engagement ring for Christmas but caught her boyfriend in bed with another woman instead. Heartbroken and humiliated, she rents a cabin in the mountains to spare the family her yuletide misery. Just next door, sexy cowboy Davis Banks takes one look at Scarlett and knows he found a woman worth mounting. Ho! Ho! Ho! If Scarlett will open Davis’s package, she might just have a Merry Christmas after all.
“My family owns a horse farm nearby. We train horses, give horseback riding lessons and breed champions. I’m the manager. Melly, who is actually eighteen though she acts like she’s twelve, is a trainer. I have a couple of younger cousins who work for us too, feeding and looking after the horses. Since Mama passed away a few years ago and Dad put himself out to pasture last year, I guess I’m in charge.”
“Your dad did what?” Scarlett placed a cookie on her plate and held the container out to Davis.
Grabbing two and putting them on his plate, he said, “I say put himself out to pasture but it’s more like putting himself out to stud. He abandoned me with all these dang kids to move into a retirement village with a bunch of widows. He’s just chasing tail.”
Scarlett laughed nervously, nibbling on her cookie as her pulse raced. She couldn’t believe such a gorgeous specimen of a man was joining her for dessert. His hand on his chiseled jaw, he fingered his short, sparse facial hair—just enough to give him another kick of cowboy flair.
“Do you always nibble like a rabbit?” he asked skeptically.
Self-consciously, she set the cookie on her plate, turning her back to get two coffee cups and filling them with the freshly brewed coffee. “Sugar or cream?”
“Black is fine,” he answered.
Setting his cup in front of him and hers down beside her plate, she finally answered his question. “I really shouldn’t be eating sweets at all…you know…’cause of my great, big butt.”
Davis nearly spewed his coffee, his eyes wide with surprise. “Sorry, sorry,” he said, covering his mouth with his hand. “No!”
“No?” She tilted her head, observing him. For someone so damn hot, he really wasn’t all that smooth but his verbal clumsiness was sort of endearing.
He stood, shaking his head adamantly. “That’s not…I mean, your butt is big but…”
She gasped, astonished by how easily she’d allowed herself to walk right into that one.
“No, no, no… Melly wasn’t insulting you. She was messing with me…Your ass is gr…uh…damn, I’m bad with words!”
Unable to argue with his assessment, Scarlett stood slack-jawed and speechless.
Looking off to the side, a resolved expression on his face, he shook his head. “Melly was teasing me because of…well, my type.” He crinkled his thin-bridged nose, giving her a sheepish look as he moved in closer, rounding the counter until he was standing beside her.
“Your type?” She turned her head to face him.
Once the gaze of his sea-green irises scooted up from their perch on her behind, their eyes locked.
He licked his bottom lip, running a hand through his hair. “Your ass is fantastic.”
Caught off guard, she panted, still staring at those thin lips. Just then he moved in, lowering his neck as he slipped an arm around her waist and laid a kiss on her mouth.
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